I Told You to Work Hard at Cultivation, but You Slacked Off and Took Up Farming

"The world is a sea of suffering, and human life is finite. In this life, we flourish and wither like plants, following the cycle of Heaven and Earth."

"Thus, cultivating immortality to extend one's life, gain immense power, and achieve creation is inherently an act that defies Heaven."

"To become an immortal, one must cast aside worldly possessions and refine one's true self. Bitter cultivation is the very essence of it."

The reasoning made sense...

But Lin Juxin stared at the thatched hut before him in disbelief. This is what you call cultivating immortality?

What immortal pavilions? What 'swallow a golden pill and take fate into my own hands'? What immortal birds and spirit beasts? None of it is real. You get only as much as you work for, or how else could anyone gain the power to shape the world?

As someone accustomed to modern life, he wished he could transmigrate right back at once.

They don't even have toilet paper here, and you expect me to cultivate immortality? Cultivate my ass!

"Wait a minute."

"If chopping bamboo can train my qi, could I... build a house?"

"And could I use this Breeze Art... to farm?"

"Would you mind if I used a Spirit-Gathering Formation to raise organic livestock?"

So while everyone else treated cultivating immortality as a way of life, he treated daily life as cultivation.

While the others were still cultivating in hardship, he built an immortal court by himself and became an immortal along the way.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.